Cultivation Begins From The Desert

"Why is your spiritual consciousness so strong? Don't use the Shatuo beast to fool me. The third child's [Earth Dungeon Technique] has already been practiced to the level of silent escape. It is impossible for a mere Shatuo beast to find his whereabouts!"

The two black-robed monks who attacked Zhou Yang were shocked and angry when they lost one person before the battle started. The two looked at the white-clothed young man with a hint of fear.

This thing is really too weird!

They are all aware of their companion's abilities. Although this companion's cultivation base is not as high as the two of them, and he only has the seventh level of Qi training, he has been immersed in the "earth escape" spell for more than thirty years. After the "Earth Dungeon Technique" is used, even the ninth-level Qi training monks will suffer a lot if they don't pay attention.

Over the years, the three of them have worked together, relying on this trick, I don’t know how many powerful enemies have been killed, and how many experienced veterans have fallen under their trick. The young man overturned the car, which is really evil!

"You talk too much nonsense!"

Zhou Yang looked at the two sand bandits with shocked faces, raised his hand, and directly raised his hand, and two second-order talismans smashed at them.

Of course he would not tell others that because of being a reborn person, his natural consciousness is much stronger than that of monks of the same level. Therefore, although his mana realm is at the eighth level of Qi training like the two Sand Bandits, but in terms of spiritual consciousness, Even the legendary Dzogchen immortal cultivator at the tenth level of Qi training may not be able to match him.

He once asked the elders in the family who also cultivated at the eighth level of qi training, and learned that the distance for the consciousness of ordinary eighth-level qi training immortals is only seventy or eighty meters, some people will be a few meters longer, and some people will be a few meters less , but the error generally does not exceed ten meters.

But the distance of his current consciousness has exceeded 150 meters!

This distance may be completely incomparable with the distance of thousands of meters for monks in the foundation building period, but for ordinary monks in the Qi training period, this distance is already beyond their reach.

You know, even for Zhou Xuanzhen before the foundation was established, the distance to release his consciousness could only barely break through a hundred meters!

The effect of spiritual consciousness on immortal cultivators may not be as important as mana cultivation, but the benefits of a strong spiritual consciousness are also obvious.

With his powerful spiritual consciousness, Zhou Yang was able to discover many dangers that could not be seen by the naked eye faster and earlier than other immortal cultivators, and the attack range of his magical weapons was far beyond that of immortal cultivators of the same level.

And if the spiritual consciousness is strong, the immortal cultivator will be much more resistant to many magical spells and spells than ordinary monks, and it will even be easier than ordinary monks to open up purple mansions and condense golden pills in the future.

In short, there are many benefits of a strong spiritual consciousness. Zhou Yang was born with a strong spiritual consciousness. He didn't even tell his parents, so how could he casually reveal it to outsiders.

The elders in the small family have warned these younger generations that if they want to live a long time in the world of cultivating immortals, they must keep more cards for themselves. The more cards they keep, the stronger they will be, and they will occupy a larger position when fighting with the enemy. win side.

And the reason why the hole card is the hole card is because it is known to no one other than the immortal cultivator himself, and the hole card that is known by others is not the real hole card!

The two sand bandits in front of them thought he was young and easy to bully, and they felt that he was also at the eighth level of Qi training, and their own team had an advantage in numbers, so they were sure to win him.

But they don't know what kind of existence this young man they provoked today is.

Zhou Yang doesn't have many other things, but there are many magic symbols, there are many pills, and there are many magic weapons!

No way, who made him worship a good adoptive mother who is a second-level top-rank talisman maker, and a father who is an alchemist in the foundation stage, and he is still a second-level top-rank craftsman!

At this time, if he didn't make a move, he would use it. As soon as he made a move, all kinds of second-level talismans smashed at the two sand bandits.

With his eighth level of Qi training, using the second-level top-grade talisman consumes less than half of his mana, but the total number of second-level top-grade talismans on his body exceeds twenty.

The market price of this second-tier high-grade spirit talisman is about 30 low-grade spirit stones, and the price of defense and some special types of talisman will be slightly higher.

For general casual cultivators in the late stage of Qi training, it is good to have one or two second-level top-grade magic charms on your body. They are all used as a trump card for turning the tables. They are precious. How can you be willing to throw them away like Zhou Yang at the beginning? Go out and bomb people.

Explosive Fireball, Ice Lance, Seventh Gold Sword Qi...

When they saw several second-tier high-grade spells with different attributes blasting at the two of them, the faces of the two bandits under the black scarves turned pale, and they didn't know they had kicked the iron plate.

"Damn it, I didn't expect this kid to be the Foundation Establishment Seed of a certain family. This time I lost a lot!"

The two Sand Bandits yelled in their hearts that it was unlucky, and while hastily taking out the life-saving talisman to activate, they desperately poured mana into the defensive magic weapon for defense.

For sand bandits like them who are engaged in the robbery industry, their own cultivation and strength are important, but sometimes their eyesight is more important.

A sharp-eyed sand bandit would never provoke those seemingly difficult enemies. He would rather let his prey go than put himself in danger.

Speaking of which, these two sand bandits have been engaged in robbery for some years, and their eyesight is actually not bad, otherwise they would not be alive today.

Before the attack, the three sand bandits had been secretly following Zhou Yang for half a day. After several investigations, they found that Zhou Yang was indeed alone, so they made this night attack plan.

It stands to reason that in the situation of three enemies and one, even if Zhou Yang has excellent magic weapons, they cannot stop their siege.

After all, they have been sand bandits for some years, and their magic weapons are not bad. Even the scarlet flag in the black-robed monk's hand is a second-order high-grade magic weapon.

But as the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet? Who hasn't lost their eyes!

The three of them made countless calculations, but they never expected that the prey they had chosen was the "foundation seed" of a cultivating family!

The so-called "Building Foundation Seeds" are family geniuses like Zhou Yang who are highly expected by the elders in their respective cultivating families. Strictly speaking, as long as they don't die halfway, they can take "Building Foundation Pills" in the future The family monk who established the foundation.

These "foundation-building seed" monks basically would not leave the family territory easily on weekdays. Even if they did, they would usually go with the family elders, and they would definitely carry the life-saving items bestowed by the family elders.

Sand bandits in the desert who were engaged in the robbery industry would usually avoid such a team of young and old when they saw such a combination of young and old. No one wanted to incur crazy revenge from monks in the foundation establishment period because of this single business.

Zhou Yang is only one person, and his cultivation is only at the eighth level of Qi training. Before he started, the three bandits only regarded him as an ordinary family monk who came out to take risks and experience alone. How could they know his true identity.

It was also at this moment that after seeing him make a bold move, and after making a few second-rank top-grade magic charms, the two sand bandits who faced him realized this terrible news belatedly.

After discovering the news, the two Sand Bandits immediately knew that today's transaction must not be done.

Therefore, after consuming the defensive talisman at the bottom of the box and using the defensive magic weapon to block Zhou Yang's next round of attacks, the black-robed monk holding the red flag suddenly waved the flag in his hand, and released seven or eight red fireballs the size of a human head towards Zhou Yang. Zhou Yang counterattacked a wave, and shouted loudly: "Second brother, the idea is hard to handle, the wind is tight, scream!"

Before he finished drinking, he took a backhand shot of the second-order low-grade spiritual talisman "Shenxing Talisman" used to increase the speed of movement, and then turned around, turned around and fled.

"Brother, wait for me!"

Seeing this scene, the sand bandit who made the cone magic weapon, his eyes turned green, and quickly took a picture of the "Shenxing Talisman" and chased after him, for fear that he would not be able to leave if he was one step too late.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang, who was using the silver shield magic weapon to resist the bombardment of the fireball, suddenly changed his face, and shouted angrily, "Wasting so many talismans and want to run away? Leave them all to me!"

As soon as the drink finished, he raised his right hand and shot a dark red flying needle about a foot long.

In the vast night, only the flying needle the size of a toothpick was not conspicuous at all. The two fleeing sand bandits, none of them thought that Zhou Yang would have such a magic weapon in his hand.

By the time their consciousness noticed the movement of the dark red flying needle piercing the air, it was too late to make any response to the flying needle magic weapon flying faster than the speed of sound.

"Ah! Brother, save me!"

There was only a flash of dark red spiritual light, and the sand bandit who used the magic cone fell forward, screaming and fell to the ground in an instant.

Under the attack of the second-tier top-grade flying needle magic weapon, which was designed to break shield spells, the golden light on his body was no thicker than a piece of paper, and could not exert any defensive effect at all.

Seeing this scene, the sand bandits who escaped in front immediately ran faster, and even sacrificed a black shield magic weapon to block behind them while running away. Yang gave himself a needle.

This is because he thought too much. Once this kind of flying needle weapon loses its concealment and suddenness, it will be difficult to function again.

Moreover, the refining of the flying needle magic weapon is not easy. The body of the magic weapon is much weaker than the flying sword magic weapon of the same level. Once it is intercepted, it will be easily damaged. Destroyed this magical artifact that was of great commemorative significance to him.

What's more, this is not the only trump card in his hand.

"Waste a rare Thunder Talisman of mine, you deserve to die!"

He looked at the sand bandit who was about to escape from the range of his divine sense, his face flashed with pain, and he gritted his teeth and aroused a magic talisman with a faint blue electric glow in his hand.

Boom!

In the dark night sky, there was a sudden burst of thunder, and then the thunder flashed, and a blue thunderbolt as thick as an arm fell in the air, and crashed onto the sand bandits who had fled to the top of Shapo Mountain.

Under this terrifying thunder punishment, the sand bandit's defensive magic weapons and defensive spells all became a joke, and they didn't even hold on for a moment, and even the magic weapon with people was directly chopped into a pile of coke.

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